"So I pulled this picture from a different camera and the hat's match exactly, but it still hides the face." Grace said passing him a photo from the file in her hand.

"Right, have you been able to make out the symbol on the hat?" he asked she just shook her head. "Well we're looking for a farmer based on the clothes, and the fact that he'd obviously fired a gun before with a shot like that, I don't think it was anyone with proper training, they would never dress so informally for a killing." He said studying the picture. "He's young enough, Rigsby's age perhaps, from the way he holds himself." He looked up as Lisbon got up form her chair.

"Bathroom." She said feeling his eyes on her. Grace smiled as she watched Jane watching their boss leave the room, the look on his face made her heart melt. He suddenly snapped back into the room.

"Right I think were looking for one of his victims husbands of brothers. Not a father, too young." He said handing back the photographs.

"I'll make a list of relatives." Rigsby nodded.

"Can I hold onto this footage? It'll give me something to do tomorrow." Jane said

"Yes of course." She closed the folder and looked at him. "So you're staying around."

"Of course. I can trust you lot to look after her can I?" he grinned.

"You know as well as I do that the boss needs no one to look after her." Cho said.

"And you know as well as I do that she needs me but wont admit it." he laughed. "Now I'd rather be a cleared man by the time my child is born so if you could all please work very hard on this, I'd be very grateful." He said before taking a drink of his tea.

"Yes Boss." Grace said smiling.

/ / / / /

Lisbon lay back and sighed. They had just gotten the team out of the living room, after a whole night of chatting.

"The shooter shouldn't be hard to find now." Jane said lying down beside her.

"Why do you say that?" she asked.

"You have me back to crack it." He half shrugged. She slapped him lightly.

"What you know it's true." He smiled. Turning onto his side he placed a hand onto her stomach. "We're going to have a baby." He whispered. She grinned as he rubbed her stomach lightly.

"I know." She nodded as she ran a hand through his blonde curls and wondered for a minute if her baby would inherit those gorgeous curls.

"When your next ultrasound?" he asked not taking his eyes off her stomach.

"Eighteen weeks so Friday week." She said.

"Can I come?" his voice got quieter and quieter.

"Jane I don't know…" she said stopping her hand. "…it could be dangerous."

"I…" he started.

"No. Your face was all over the news for weeks! They'll all know you."
"I can't miss this Teresa."

"I'll get a video for you." She said.

"No! I can't miss this. I didn't get to a single one of Angela's appointments with Charlotte because of work I refuse to miss our child's." he shook his head.

"Jane…Patrick." She shook her head. "I guess we have a week and a half to get you cleared." He lifted up her top and kissed her stomach. She just smiled.

/ / / / /

Rigsby sighed and lay back on his pillow. He grinned as Grace kissed his chest and rested her chin on him.

"God Grace I love you." He said resting a hand on her cheek. She grinned.

"I love you too Wayne…" she kissed his chest again. "… Jane looked so happy didn't he?" She said. He half sat up.

"Really you wanna talk about Jane now?"

"I'm sorry, but I just can't get rid of the look on his face out of my mind." At this Rigsby did sit up. "no not like that! I just mean it was so sweet! The look on his face when he was looking at the boss." She rubbed his cheek. "Don't worry I stopped thinking about him like that a long time ago." She laughed.

/ / / / /

Jane lifted her arm off him and slipped out of the bed. He went down to the kitchen and boiled the kettle. As he left the kettle boiling he went out to his car and retrieved a shoebox he'd taken to London with him, but hadn't opened. He brought it in and making his tea he opened the box. The photos hadn't been touched in over eight years. But he took them all out of the shoebox and placed them on the table. One by one he picked up photos of his daughter and laid them down in front of him. She'd be almost thirteen now. And although he was slightly biased, he knew she'd have been stunning. Her long blonde curls would have been magnificent, and her brown eyes would have broken hearts. His Lottie. His darling girl. He held his favourite picture up in front of his face. She was sitting on the lower rung of a fence resting her chin on the top one. It was stunning, she was stunning. He smiled sadly.

"Hey baby girl." He said quietly. "I have news. You're going to have a baby brother or sister!" he grinned at that and wiped a tear from his cheek at the same time. "Hopefully a little sister. Although a brother would be ok too right! She probably won't look like you. She'll probably have black hair or green eyes. Maybe both. Hopefully both! Then she'll look like her mommy. Do you remember Lisbon? You met her once, she come to our house to shout at daddy for causing trouble in a case." he laughed slightly.

/ / / / /

Lisbon smiled, she remembered meeting the little girl. And roaring at her daddy. She'd felt Jane getting out of bed and after the kettle had gone off she followed him down, only to find him looking over the photos.

"You'd really like her. Daddy does. I love her, like mommy. More then mommy I think. Well maybe not more, but differently. I just want too tell you that I'm not making a new family. I'm making a bigger one. And that I'll always love you Lottie." He put the photo down with the others and stopped. She took a step towards him.

"Jane…" she whispered and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey I thought you were asleep." He said turning to her. "Sorry about this I just wanted to…"

"Don't worry I totally understand." She smiled and reached out towards a picture of Charlotte at the piano. "She was gorgeous Jane. So pretty." He nodded.

"Yes."

"Right I'm going back to bed, come up when you're ready." She stroked his hair and turned to leave.

"Teresa, I love you." He said stressing the you.

"I know Jane."

/ / / / /

"Cho where's that report I need to get everything ready for our meeting with Hightower!" She said standing up and walking to her open office door.

"Almost ready boss." He replied not looking up from his desk. She shook her head and decided to go get a cup of tea to try relieving her headache. She'd discarded the baggy clothes finally and news of her pregnancy had spread like wildfire, in a sense she was flattered but it was surprising how astonished people were at the news.

No one had expected it of her, the senior agent hermit. And the question on everyone's lips was who's the father. She'd been in the bathroom that morning and had heard a rather amusing conversation.

"Well I heard from one of the first floor secretaries that she's been carrying on with Wayne Rigsby." Lisbon perked and eyebrow wondering if Grace and Wayne had been careless again.

"That can't be true, sure he's still hung up on Agent Van Pelt." Another voice said.

"Perhaps it was a fling between the two? After they had to split up. And it just got out of hand, you know how complicated those friends with benefit things can get." The first voice said.

"I'm telling you! When that baby arrives half Asian, I'll be proven right!" a third voice said

"Mary you have to let that go!" the second voice returned.

"I've been saying it for years, Kimball Cho has held a torch for his boss since he arrived here."

"Sure he's with that other girl, oh what's her name… she calls in every now and again."

"No I think he finally said it to her." The third voice repeated. Lisbon couldn't believe how openly they were discussing her.

"All I know is, whoever's baby it is, there will be one blonde bombshell that wont be happy when he gets back."

"Oh god what I wouldn't give to be there when he finds out." The first voice said just as the door opened.

"Hi girls" a forth voice said. Lisbon rolled her eyes recognising the voice of Hightower's secretary.

"Morning Nora."

"What am I missing?" she asked.

"We were just discussing Agent Lisbon and her predicament"

"Ah speculating on the father I guess." Nora Laughed.

"I just said it'll get messy when the office eye candy gets back."

"Not necessarily." Nora said slowly.

"What do you know!"

"Well from the way the boss has reacted to all this I would feel very safe in saying that he already knows. And that he had a lot to do with it!" this was met by cries of 'What!'

"You're kidding! You think he finally gave in?" Voice number one chimed back

"It would appear so." Nora said.

"About time! They've been crazy for each other for years now"

"God she's lucky! Could you imagine that man in your bed." The second voice returned then moaned.

"Louisa control your self!"

"Oh come one like you haven't thought about it! he's divine."

"Its true. What can we say?" Nora laughed.

"Oh he's wasted on that workaholic!" Louisa said.

"No no no!" the third voice came back. "He's been in love with her for so long. I'm happy for them." Lisbon smiled.

"Don't get ahead of yourself! It's probably not even his. We've all seen how much they fight each other. Chances are it was some random…." She was cut off by the door opening.

"Good morning ladies." Hightower said. "Nora could you cancel my lunch please and inform the serious crimes unit I want to meet them at four."

"Yes ma'am." After that the room swiftly emptied.

She grinned and sat back. For once she didn't mind all the gossip, purely because they were right, he was divine and she was incredibly lucky. If you'd told her a few years ago that they'd be together now she would have scoffed, the thought of her and that annoying consultant getting along? Never.

/ / / / /

He threw the ball up once more and caught it. letting it drop to the floor he just looked at the ceiling. He jumped up and picked up the phone.

"C.B.I. how may I help you?" the voice said.

"Agent Wayne Rigsby serious crimes unit please." He said.

"One moment." He almost recoiled at the pathetic call hold music they put on. He'd have to complain to Hightower about that.

"Rigsby?" the music stopped abruptly.

"Ah Wayne. Just me wanted to check in and see if you've gotten anywhere with that list?"

"Mr J, I thought we were going to meet up tonight to discuss it."

"Mr J? nice one. Yes we are but I'm bored."

"I'll see you later right bye." Jane frowned as he was met with a dial tone. He hung up the phone and retried.

"C.B.I. how may I help you?" he grinned.

"Mr James for Senior Agent Teresa Lisbon please."

"Jane what have I told you about calling here?"

"Lisbon I'm bored!"

"You are a grown man Jane. it's not my job to amuse you." She said but he could tell she was smiling.

"You always do it so well though." He said walking out to her kitchen.

"Oh I have news for you! Apparently the baby's not yours, I've been fooling around with Rigsby according to the office gossip." He smiled leaning back against the counter.

"Oh really? I always knew I couldn't trust him. Lanky men are always untrustworthy!" Jane laughed.

"Although some are of the belief that Cho finally confessed his undying love for me." Lisbon continued. Jane just smiled wider.

Wow it looks like I have some tough competition."

"Well I don't know if that's true apparently you're the office eye candy." This got him to raise his eyebrow.

"You didn't know that already!" she laughed at him.

"I had a small idea I suppose. Although it's almost impossible to see at times what with you being so annoying."

"Cheeky Teresa. Cheeky!"

"True Patrick True." She retorted. "Right Mr James I had better go I have a meeting with my boss."

"Talk to you later my dear." He smiled and hung up the phone.